Let´s feel the rain, hear the rain,
and feel it again.
Come and told me you don´t love,
And rain will come out to prey.
But worst is you don´t return,
Because rain will come and never know when to end.
Let´s feel the rain, hear the rain,
and feel it again.
Since you been gone, I haven´t breath again.
I try to tell my hearth your gone,
But you…., I still need you,
I had been alone all life.
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